Chapter 3284 3296 [Akai's Gift] Ask for a monthly ticket (`)
The two sides were waiting in the alley playing hide-and-seek.
In an apartment building not far away.
The three children were lying in a row in a dark bedroom with the curtains drawn, fast asleep, while the two tomboys were lying beside them, each thinking about their own things.
The living room, separated by a door, was also pitch black. The unshaven-bearded salesperson was lying on the sofa, lying on his back, snoring.
At this moment, a figure walked slowly, passed through the pitch-black darkness, and approached the sofa from behind.
Stopping in front of the sofa, the black figure revealed a cruel smile, then he raised the knife, pointed it at the clerk on the sofa, and stabbed him hard.
"ah--!!"
The salesperson woke up from his dream and let out a death scream.
The screams were like a saw, tearing through the darkness and at the same time sawing through the bad ideas that were going on in Conan's mind.
"What's that sound?!" The fake elementary school student had already thought of 108 ways in which Jiang Xia could become smaller, but was interrupted at this moment.
He jumped up, fumbled to light the bedside lamp, and after seeing the way clearly, Conan jumped out of bed, rushed to the bedroom door and opened it.
The bedroom was right next to the sofa. In the dim light, I could only see the salesperson lying on his back on the sofa, motionless.
Next to him was the homeowner, who was also startled by the shouting and ran to the sofa.
The young brown-haired man pushed his colleague in confusion: "Mr. Gucun, what did you just shout? Mr. Gucun? Mr. Gucun!"
Conan recalled the location of the light switch and ran over to turn on the light.
The light became brighter, and after a brief adjustment, the complete scene appeared in front of everyone - the salesperson on the sofa had his eyes wide open, a sharp knife stuck in his chest, and looked like he was dying.
"What's wrong?"
The child slept deeply and woke up slowly. The other three children woke up one after another at this time. They rubbed their eyes and walked to the bedroom door. They looked out in a daze and were shocked: "Ah!!!"
Huiyuan Ai did not go out immediately. She fumbled to put on her hood, disguised herself, and then carefully came to the door with the help of her classmates, and quietly looked outside through the gap.
When she saw the corpse in front of her, she felt sympathy but also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"He stabbed me in the heart with an ordinary kitchen knife, and left the weapon at the scene... This doesn't seem like a method that members of the organization would use." Huihara Ai muttered to herself, "It should be that I just happened to encounter a murder case. But speaking of murder cases, where is Jiang Xia now?"
Conan came back to his senses from the shock and called the police.
Haibara Ai also took out her cell phone, opened her email, and quickly sent an email to Jiang Xia.
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When the reliable and calm real and fake children are seriously following the murder process.
On the other side, in the eerie and quiet alley.
Under Akai Shuichi's solemn gaze and the black muzzle of the gun, Usa turned around and looked at him.
This observant scriptwriter didn't seem surprised by the stalking from behind. He smiled and chatted as if reminiscing about the past: "You still like to carry a gun with you... How generous. Unfortunately, my display case is almost full."
“…”
Listening to these seemingly friendly but actually boring words that were meant to hurt people, Akai Shuichi's expression did not change at all - not even an eyelash or an eyebrow moved.
However, it was visible to the naked eye that the colorless murderous aura around him was quietly expanding, and it was in no way worthy of the description Jiang Xia had just given.
It can be seen that for the FBI ace who is used to handling guns, being disarmed one after another is obviously not as easy as he appears to show.
But what you think in your heart is one thing, and how you deal with it is another.
After a pause, Akai Shuichi imitated him and smiled: "It's a good idea to return the favor - I'm glad you sent yourself here as a return gift for those guns."
As he was speaking, he heard his FBI colleagues reporting quietly through his headphones that they were already nearby.
When he noticed that Wu Zuo had stopped and seemed not to want to play the game of chase anymore, Shuichi Akai immediately tapped the microphone and sent a signal to his companions to narrow the encirclement - at least to guard the two houses around Wu Zuo to prevent him from suddenly climbing over the wall and escaping.
Of course, it would be best to sneak into the yard directly, hide under the wall, and wait for Wu Zuo to climb over the wall and then hold him down on the spot.
This plan seemed very safe, but Shuichi Akai always intuitively felt that things might not be that simple - before on that fatal bus, facing the sniper bullets and bombs that could take his life at any time, Uzo still moved slowly, and now there were only a few FBI agents lying in ambush... For a moment, he couldn't imagine the scene of Uzo escaping over the wall in a panic.
Sure enough, the man in black on the opposite side did not make any attempt to escape.
"I did prepare a return gift." Uzo actually followed up on this topic, "but unfortunately, it wasn't me."
Hearing this, Akai Shuichi suddenly became alert: after all, according to the developments that followed, Wu Zuo would probably take out his so-called return gift. And Wu Zuo's return gift... no matter how you look at it, it won't be a good thing.
The FBI squatting behind the wall also pricked up their ears and became alert to each other, fearing that one of them would suddenly jump up, sweep the surroundings, knock down all the ambushers, and then pile their bodies into a staircase, shouting "Master Uzo, please go this way!"
...Well, this idea is not very realistic. After all, there are only three of them, which is not enough to stack the steps high enough.
But what exactly is the return gift?
On the other side of the wall that the three ambushers couldn't see.
Under Shuichi Akai's vigilant gaze, Uzo did not draw his gun, nor did he snap his fingers to make a helicopter or something drop from the sky.
This member of the organization just took two steps to the side... and then disappeared without any warning.
...No, not disappearing!
“Bang!”
Shuichi Akai narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger without hesitation, aiming at the place where Usa disappeared.
The next moment after the gunshot, the "concrete wall" there made a "pop" sound and was easily penetrated by the bullet.
The three FBI hiding behind the wall were startled - they heard a bullet hit the wall in front of them, followed by a strange movement, and then bounced off the cement.
"Mr. Akai, what happened?!"
Now that the firing had begun, the people in ambush had no time to hide and they immediately started asking questions into the headset.
Shuichi Akai stared at the place where he had just hit and ran towards it with big strides.
It was difficult to distinguish in the dim light, but if one had good eyesight and enough experience, one would have noticed that what he had just hit was not the courtyard wall, but a board of the same color.
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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly tickets] (σ≧▽≦)σ.
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